That isn't even an exaggeration. The same plane that took me home from magfest crashed with 0 survivors. I've been dealing with heinous survivors guilt for the last year because of this.

Because I'm social deadweight. I can't change. I can't do anything right. I don't deserve any of the friends I've made. I'm nobody. Literally! I'm fucking nothing! I'm agreeable and kind because those are the base human traits. I'm fucking this. I'm a hollow shell of something that used to be here

Having to explain to people that if they keep being shitheads in my store I will kick their asses out always feels like talking to the human embodiments of this image

Not even remotely the same person

Recent events

Life sucks but my ass is big and round

Okay nvm, I was wrong about this at least, mom did get a few of me and that makes my mood a little better

Me to myself every goddamn time I open my mouth in a public place

B4 v AFTER binge eating for mental health

B4 v AFTER binge eating for mental health

This motif is pretty good.

The face vs the ass